Love gone forever part II

Today I painted a picture here cant you see.
It shows how we could have been together, you and me.

I really wish I wouldn't have ended my life.
But you should have seen all the promise that I saw in that knife.

Killing myself wasn't really the right thing to do.
But I couldn't escape the pain of me loving you.

And when you didn't love me back it really did hurt.
It made me feel lower than even the sand and dirt.

So what were you thinking when you heard that they found me in my bed?
Did you even care when the medics gave up and pronounced me dead?

I can't stop thinking what could have been.
Oh what I would give for now to be then.

But Jesus has been helping me a lot, very much so
And he says sometimes the ones we love, we just have to let go.

So I'm writing you to this letter today to say.
It's getting better, a little more each day.

Even though I'm looking toward the light
I can't explain how bad I regret what I did in my bed that night.

Even though I'm dead I feel like I'm still dying.
Every time I even think of you I start crying.

And when I remember how beautiful you are
Man my knees go weak.
Then I wipe all the tears that are rolling down my cheek.

And I don't really want to shed so many tears.
But I still do love you after all these years.